The New York Times loves to write articles about stress, and we keep reinforcing their production of articles about stress by reading and responding to their articles about stress.  It’s a nasty cycle.

But I did love this fact from one of their recent “how to manage stress” articles:

The researchers looked at death rates in the study group over nine years. The results are startling. The study found that having a lot of stress in your life was not linked with premature death. But having a lot of stress in your life and believing it was taking a toll on your health increased risk of premature death by 43 percent.

Simplifying this to annoy all the scientists reading this post: as long as you don’t believe stress is negatively impacting your health, it will not negatively impact your health.  Love this and looking in the other direction.  What stress?

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The New York Times gave a lot of advice on how to manage stress, but they did not include any of MY ways of managing stress, all of which I believe are superior to eating well and exercising:

Ice

Chew on ice.  It’s as simple as that.  The sound will annoy everyone around you, but you will be filled with laser sharp focus and peace of mind.  I chew upward of 8 to 9 cups of ice per day.  I pour myself water just so I can quickly finish the water and then get to the good stuff: the ice.

You know how not thinking that stress is negatively impacting your health will stop stress from negatively impacting your health?  I believe the same is true for ice.  I believe that chewing on ice makes my teeth stronger.  Therefore, it makes my teeth stronger.  Please do not tell me otherwise.

Take on More

There is an old Yiddish folktale involving goats and chickens and stuffing your house full of new stressors so the original stressors don’t seem as bad, and I think the rabbis were onto something.  When work seems untenable, I take on more work.  Then I look back and think, “I had so much free time before I took on this extra work!”  It doesn’t help me in the moment since I now need to do the extra work, but it’s great for retrospection.

Crying in the Shower

Really, New York Times?  An entire article about managing stress and not one mention of crying in the shower?

Fine… and now some things they left off that actually help:

Write Everything Down

This seems like a no-brainer and yet no one ever puts it in a managing stress article: write everything down.  Half of my stress comes from not knowing which direction to point myself so I can take care of what needs to get done and get back to the ice chewing.  The times when I don’t feel stressed?  When I write everything down that needs to get done, create a manageable to-do list, and then move down the list.

Having it written down means that you don’t have to think.  And speaking of not thinking…

Make Decisions Once

The other half of my stress is constantly needing to make decisions.  I’m not talking about the big, life changing decisions.  I’m talking about things like “what are we eating tonight?”  So I sit down and make a bunch of decisions all at once.  Like I plan all the meals for the week in one sitting.  And then I put the list on the refrigerator and know exactly what we’re going to consume at various points in the day.  No on-the-fly decisions to make, and I never schedule complicated meals on complicated work days.

How do you manage stress?

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There is a new site, another Tinder for Friends, in the app store.  Patook works exactly like Tinder, except it’s to find friendships and not relationships.  Unlike Peanut, which I wrote about a few months ago, this one seems to include everyone and not just parents.

Tinder if clearly successful, and people feel comfortable meeting someone to date through an online site such as Match.com or eHarmony.  So why haven’t friendship sites caught on in the same way?  Especially since so many people talk about how they have difficulty meeting new friends in the post-college years?

Would you use an app like this?  Why or why not?

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Invisibilia had a disturbing episode this season that I’m still thinking about.  It talked about the benefits and dangers of considering a “future” self.  You can listen here:

The benefit story was, of course, inspiring.  Boy with nothing sets his sights on becoming a deejay and eventually reaches Canada and becomes a deejay.  That deejay dream kept him going when he scrounged for food and shelter to stay alive.

The drawback story was upsetting.  It told the story of two kids who committed suicide after not being able to reach their future self.  In both cases, the teenager had a dream of attending a certain college and was using hypnosis to try to reach said goal.  The implication was that the hypnosis sessions were directly tied to the deaths.

The larger point is whether it is healthy to tell people that they can achieve anything.  Do we do more damage when conveying this mindset, or is the hope of reaching a future self a necessary ingredient in living a fulfilling life?  Is dreaming up a future self different from goal setting?  Can goals be bad for you?

The episode clearly made me think about infertility; being goal-driven to build a family and the disappointments that came with that goal when I was having trouble reaching my future parenting self.  It made me wonder if there was a way to build a strong desire for a goal while also including an escape route to a different goal if it becomes clear that the first goal isn’t going to come true.  Maybe it isn’t possible to harness the drive needed to achieve some goals without blotting out all other possibilities.  But in doing so, you risk severe anguish when the brain can’t find closure.

It was obviously a lot of food for thought.

No Roundup this week.  I always feel odd when I don’t write the Roundup.  It has happened a handful of times, but as someone who feels a little robotic about consistency and schedule, it makes me feel out of sorts.

But I needed a one week break.  This week, we were driving and I commented that I felt so out-of-touch with things that I hadn’t even heard the song “Despacito” yet but I read that the video had 3 billion views on YouTube.  There was a moment of silence, and then the ChickieNob said, “Um… mum… that’s the song that is playing on the radio.  Right now.”  It was playing in the car, but because I had no frame of reference for how the song sounded, I didn’t even realize that I was finally hearing “Despacito.”

So I’m spending the next few days catching up on everything I’ve been missing this summer, getting centered, and then returning with a new Roundup next week.

Instead of reading a Roundup, tell me what you’re catching up on, too.

Lifehacker recently had an article on how to answer the “when will you have a baby?” question when you’re infertile.  It’s an interesting read, and I’ll give you a second to go through their advice if you’ll come back to discuss.  Are you back?  Good.

Part of the problem is that this article assumes the question is being asked in a straightforward manner.  Someone pleasantly looks at you and says over their drink, “Say, Melissa!  When will you have a baby?”  And then I can politely answer back with one of their stock answers.  Conversation tied up with a bow and… scene.

But that’s not how it goes.

More often than not, the question is not actually asked as a question.  It’s made as a comment.  Or it’s part of a joke.  People don’t ask the question insomuch as they poke you with their words, as if they’re trying to dislodge the answer by virtually shaking you, much as one does a snack item stuck in a vending machine.

I’ve never had someone thoughtfully pose the question in the same way that they asked me where I was applying for college, looking for a house, or applying for a job.  Once I entered the land of marriage and baby, people came at the topic sideways.  Assumptions were made about the timing and inevitability of the lifecycle event, and then jokes or remarks followed.  The intention of the jokes or remarks was to get the information the listener wanted, indirectly.

I guess I wondered what everyone else has experienced.  Has the topic arrived in an intrusive but direct question, or have people broached the topic of babies through implication, comment, and unsolicited advice?